shitposting rave 5: discount rejects from every genre

... I dunno. Both?

 

Interesting, so does that mean you have the organ systems as a human?

 

Yeah, mostly. Don't have lungs, though, since I don't need to breathe.

 

Whyyyyyyyy did you make my brother SAD? -she puts her fists on her hips and glares-

 

Which one's your brother? I'm sure I made a great many people sad at one point or another.

 

-she points at Averagius, then folds her arms again, challenging-

 

[Hippolyta is pretty clearly not the Prime's twin. But maybe the word has changed meaning since he died, and apparently this one is claiming at least some connection to the terrifyingly nosy superior power. Better answer him.]
It was entirely unintentional, I assure you. Details of war generally are upsetting, as I'm sure his Radiance is aware.

 

-she staaaaares-
What's His Radiance?

 

[He returns the stare levelly. Looking guilty just brings trouble, no matter whether he's actually done anything to be guilty about.]
A title for a Prime.

 

Does that make me a His Radiance??? -she looks less challenging now and more excited-

 

Fascinating, *they are smiling beyond belief*, you are a wonderful specimen.

 

*laughs* How flattering.

 

I couldn't say. I am not terribly well-versed in modern politics, for obvious reasons.

 

I'm not a politics! I'm the Matrix!

 

[Flatly:] what.

 

I'm the Matrix! -she bounces up and down a little on her toes- My name's Hippolyta!

 

....right. [Apparently this is the thing that breaks suspension of disbelief, but he's not going to try and argue right now.] A pleasure to meet you, I'm sure.

 

-she looks him up and down a bit, then starts to try and climb on his lap-

 

Excuse you! [He stands up, dumping the smol off. Being a minibot is no excuse for being rude.]

 

Yo needles, use your words with the bitlet. You can just say you don't feel like a hug.
[He turns to Hippolyta opening his arms for a hug.]
C'mon princess, leave the rude slagger to stew in his own misery.